And in this life like weeds, youre just a rock to me
I could have told you all that I love you
And in the places you go, youll see the place where youre from
I could have told you all that I love you
And in the faces you meet, youll see the place where youll die
I could have told you all that I love you
And on the day that you die, youll see the people youd met
I could have told you all that I love you
And in the faces you see, youll see just who youve been
I wish I could have told you all:
In this life like weeds, eyes need us to see
Hearts need us to bleed, in this life like weeds
Youre a rock to me
I know where youre from, but where do you belong?
In this life like weeds, youre the dirt Ill breath
In this life like weeds, youre a rock to me
All this talkin all the time and the air fills up, up, up
Until theres nothin left to breathe
And you think you feel most everything
And we know that our hearts are just made out of strings
To be pulled, strings to be pulled
So you think youve figured out everything
But we know that our minds are just made out of strings
To be pulled, strings to be pulled
All this talkin all the time and the air fills up, up, up
Until theres nothing left to breathe
Up until theres nothin left to speak.
Up until the better parts of space
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